Disclaimer: I don't own jack. If I did own GG, Dean and Paris would be
burned at the stake, or something just as painful. I want Jess, Milo is
hot!! I am willing to pay if anyone can get him for me. Jess... Ahh.
Whoa I'm back mmmm....
Distribution: Believe me, if anyone is actually is reading this and wanted to use it somewhere else, I would be ecstatic. Could you just tell me 1st. Thanx
Pairing: I refuse to do anything but Literati and maybe a tinch of L/L. Personally I do like Tristan but Jess is way hotter (sorry Trory fans) and I can't even begin to contemplate a Jess/Paris story, Uhhh! Frankly it disturbs me to even think of Paris being intimate with anyone. Yuck!! Dean is a Dick!! He should never have been included in the show, full stop. There, it's done.
Rating: Pg. 13, I dunno why, I don't think that too many p/p under 13 would understand or enjoy this story. On that note, this could go to a NC 17 but I dunno. I read that FF took off all the NC17 stories, which is shit. Ahh, can someone tell me what NC stands for? America should have M 15+, so much easier. Not that ratings mean much, X-men was rated M 15, how stupid. I don't even think they swear.
A/N: 1st I am an Aussie, so I don't really know where everything is (except NY cuz I do have a TV). 2nd I am totally obsessed with GG, its really sad actually, my friends are going to disown me. They don't understand. I can't really tell how long or how often I'm gunna post the chapters. It's school holidays here in wonderful OZ and ever since I started reading the fanfic, I've wanted to write one myself. So now I have the time, but how long will that last? 3rd I hate, hate, checking my own writing (teachers are so picky, so what if I leave a couple of letters out of a word). So sorry about spelling and grammar. 4th I'm really slow with jargon, it took me forever to figure out what R/R stood for, so could someone tell me what a Narco is and where the term Literati came from cuz it kicks ass!! 5th (This is the last point I swear), could someone, anyone at all please, please, review the story, I need to know if p/p like the story and even though my fragile ego, might be destroyed, constructive criticism is welcomed, my psychiatrist says I shouldn't be so weak any way. Okay so now you know my life story, read, enjoy and review this story. Thank You Muchly.
Summery: I have know idea where this is gunna go. Umm, I think that I'll just ignore everything from and including Teach Me Tonight. Not b/c I didn't like them, but it screws with my story, same with the S3 spoilers. The word Enigmatic is something puzzling, comes from the word Enigma. (I like that word) Just so you know. This is sad, I have just written more than some p/p do for one chapter. It won't always be like this, but I just needed to tell you's all that stuff. Okay, rant over!!
Enigmatic Life
What I want
"It's often safer to be
in chains than to be free" -Franz Kafka, The Trial
Jess's POV: Life was never simple; Jess sat on the bridge, his legs dangled off the side, toes fairy light on the icy water. In NY, it wasn't this confusing. Sure his life never really went past reading, skipping school, drinking, sex and sometimes other more dangerous vices; but when his mother finally new all the names of the officers at the station, she sent him to this hole of a town, the façade he had built over time, was slowly crumbling. Ever since he saw her for that 1st time, piece by piece it had was being stripped away, until ultimately, she would see him, just Jess and not the person he showed to the world, making him vulnerable. At the same time he hated this, but wanted it as well. All his life although it pained him to admit, Jess always wanted and needed someone to love him, understand him for who he was. Everyone here and in NY, including his own mother, thought him to be a lowlife that was basically worthless. Rory was different, she didn't judge him or try to make him feel inferior (not that she would, but she still didn't attempt too) and she was beginning to break the shield that kept him from more pain, and in doing this maybe understand and like him.
Stirring from his stupor, he checked his watch, 2:45pm, damn, his shift started at 3:00pm. Jess sighed and trudgily put back on his shoes. His thoughts again drifted towards Rory, he brightened at that he should see her when she and Lorelai come in for their obligatory coffee. Jess shook his head, uhh, if he lit up when he was confused about her; like he would have until Luke made him quit, he would be chain smoking 24/7.
Rory's POV: "That boy is so narrow minded!" Rory slumped onto the stool next to her mother.
"Really, all's not well in the world of Dory," Lorelai joked back.
"Okay, so not in the mood for acid related jokes, Rory tiredly replied.
"Ahh. it's pretty bad huh. Well Collie can fix that. LUKE! Two cups of coffee for me and the depressed young'un!" Lorelai hollered.
"Mum, what the hell is Collie?"
"My darling dearest, you are about to experience an uplifting and high hat is almost sold on the street, for addics at extremely stupid prices."
"Is it legal?"
"Who cares? It's good."
Jess came over with two steaming mugs full to the rim. Rory's eyes skimmed over his muscled body. They traveled down to his stomach and abs, which were clearly defined through his tight blue shirt. Absently, she wondered what they'd feel like. 'Oh crap, snap out of it Gilmore, you have a boyfriend! Ahh.. damn, please tell me he didn't see her stare.'
"Hi Jess, 'gotta say something,' thought Rory.
"Good-day to the depressed young'un. Why be sad on a day like this, plus it is bag boy's day Saturday and I hear that activities for those who have an IQ under 70 are being held in the park. Surely he would have won a prize for being the most like a basketball!"
Out the corner of her eye, Rory could see her mother looking like she would do something that would mean 25 years to life. Despite this Rory grinned slightly, keeping her gaze on the mug, some how, Jess could always make her do that. He move away to serve other customers and Rory took a sip of the "Collie"; it tasted exactly like coffee.
"Mum this is coffee, why exactly did you say we were drinking Collie?"
"Well this morning, when you so unfairly left me, I was arguing with Luke for a 5 cup of coffee, so in desperation I said that this was my last cup of 'coffee'. Now we all know I could defiantly not survive with just that, so the ingenious in me came up with the idea that is I called coffee 'collie', I could still have a drink that has the effects of coffee, but I wasn't drinking coffee."
"You are serverely strange."
"I know, but I will teach you one day my brilliance. Now serious, what happened between you and dear Dean?"
Rory sighed and put her head on her hands. "Uhh, well it was Dean's day and we were fine and then I started talking about a book Jess gave me and he just went off. It was so stupid, if it was from Lane it'd great, but it was from another guy so I can't talk about it with him. Not that he likes books any way. Dean went on and on, he is a chauvanistic pig! I gotta be damn Donna Reed all the time!"
"Okay, 1, 2, 3 breath. Now calm down, it's not that bad. When did you borrow a book from Jess?"
"Yesterday, after school, he gave it to me," Rory said cautiously.
"Wow, he really comes one quick doesn't he!" Lorelai's voice was getting louder.
"Shh mom, he's only over there," Rory pointed to the corner where Jess was arguing with Kirk. "And I thought you trust me?"
"I do."
"Well it doesn't sound like it. Jeez, what do you reckon I'm gunna do, run of to Las Vegas with him and become a stripping card dealer?" Rory hissed.
"I'm just trying to protect you," Lorelai said desperately.
"Protecting is great, locking me up in cage so I can't hurt my self is different."
Jess came over again and ignored the tension between the two. "Hey Rory, I get off now, do you wanna come up, cuz there is this CD that I wanna show ya?" Rory looked at her mother's face and knew she would most likely regret this, but one look at Jess' face and she couldn't resist.
"Lead the way sir," she got off her stool and followed him up the steps, leaving Lorelai to sit with her 'Collie".
When inside, Jess flicked her the CD. "Oh sweet, can I borrow it, pretty please?" Rory put on the puppy look.
"I guess, but only cuz you have a beautiful face." Rory blushed and Jess smirked at her, taking in every detail of the body. Rory noticed and said, "It is rude to stare." Again, Jess smirked and replied, "What, so you can look at me, but I can't for you, that's not very fair." Rory blushed even more. "Umm, I wanted to ask you, what did you mean when you said that Dean was like a basketball?"
"You didn't get that, damn he's rubbing off on you. What I meant was that his head is full of air."(A/N: Thanx Ash)
Rory laughed, "I should really hit you or something."
Jess moved closer to her, only inched were separating them, and she could feel the heat coming from him. He ducked to her ear and whispered, "He doesn't deserve you." Shivers ran through her, his breath was on her cheek, he brought his lips to hers, staying only for a second, then he stepped away; the blank face dropped then put back up. For that second, she was free, no one to tell her what to do, but just to be. This excited and scared her. Fear because when those chains and restraints were taken away, she would have done anything for him and that would mean giving up the protection of the cage she was imprisoned in. This was a choice that could be never changed or altered.
A yell broke the silence and Dean's voice floated upstairs.
Distribution: Believe me, if anyone is actually is reading this and wanted to use it somewhere else, I would be ecstatic. Could you just tell me 1st. Thanx
Pairing: I refuse to do anything but Literati and maybe a tinch of L/L. Personally I do like Tristan but Jess is way hotter (sorry Trory fans) and I can't even begin to contemplate a Jess/Paris story, Uhhh! Frankly it disturbs me to even think of Paris being intimate with anyone. Yuck!! Dean is a Dick!! He should never have been included in the show, full stop. There, it's done.
Rating: Pg. 13, I dunno why, I don't think that too many p/p under 13 would understand or enjoy this story. On that note, this could go to a NC 17 but I dunno. I read that FF took off all the NC17 stories, which is shit. Ahh, can someone tell me what NC stands for? America should have M 15+, so much easier. Not that ratings mean much, X-men was rated M 15, how stupid. I don't even think they swear.
A/N: 1st I am an Aussie, so I don't really know where everything is (except NY cuz I do have a TV). 2nd I am totally obsessed with GG, its really sad actually, my friends are going to disown me. They don't understand. I can't really tell how long or how often I'm gunna post the chapters. It's school holidays here in wonderful OZ and ever since I started reading the fanfic, I've wanted to write one myself. So now I have the time, but how long will that last? 3rd I hate, hate, checking my own writing (teachers are so picky, so what if I leave a couple of letters out of a word). So sorry about spelling and grammar. 4th I'm really slow with jargon, it took me forever to figure out what R/R stood for, so could someone tell me what a Narco is and where the term Literati came from cuz it kicks ass!! 5th (This is the last point I swear), could someone, anyone at all please, please, review the story, I need to know if p/p like the story and even though my fragile ego, might be destroyed, constructive criticism is welcomed, my psychiatrist says I shouldn't be so weak any way. Okay so now you know my life story, read, enjoy and review this story. Thank You Muchly.
Summery: I have know idea where this is gunna go. Umm, I think that I'll just ignore everything from and including Teach Me Tonight. Not b/c I didn't like them, but it screws with my story, same with the S3 spoilers. The word Enigmatic is something puzzling, comes from the word Enigma. (I like that word) Just so you know. This is sad, I have just written more than some p/p do for one chapter. It won't always be like this, but I just needed to tell you's all that stuff. Okay, rant over!!
Enigmatic Life
What I want
"It's often safer to be
in chains than to be free" -Franz Kafka, The Trial
Jess's POV: Life was never simple; Jess sat on the bridge, his legs dangled off the side, toes fairy light on the icy water. In NY, it wasn't this confusing. Sure his life never really went past reading, skipping school, drinking, sex and sometimes other more dangerous vices; but when his mother finally new all the names of the officers at the station, she sent him to this hole of a town, the façade he had built over time, was slowly crumbling. Ever since he saw her for that 1st time, piece by piece it had was being stripped away, until ultimately, she would see him, just Jess and not the person he showed to the world, making him vulnerable. At the same time he hated this, but wanted it as well. All his life although it pained him to admit, Jess always wanted and needed someone to love him, understand him for who he was. Everyone here and in NY, including his own mother, thought him to be a lowlife that was basically worthless. Rory was different, she didn't judge him or try to make him feel inferior (not that she would, but she still didn't attempt too) and she was beginning to break the shield that kept him from more pain, and in doing this maybe understand and like him.
Stirring from his stupor, he checked his watch, 2:45pm, damn, his shift started at 3:00pm. Jess sighed and trudgily put back on his shoes. His thoughts again drifted towards Rory, he brightened at that he should see her when she and Lorelai come in for their obligatory coffee. Jess shook his head, uhh, if he lit up when he was confused about her; like he would have until Luke made him quit, he would be chain smoking 24/7.
Rory's POV: "That boy is so narrow minded!" Rory slumped onto the stool next to her mother.
"Really, all's not well in the world of Dory," Lorelai joked back.
"Okay, so not in the mood for acid related jokes, Rory tiredly replied.
"Ahh. it's pretty bad huh. Well Collie can fix that. LUKE! Two cups of coffee for me and the depressed young'un!" Lorelai hollered.
"Mum, what the hell is Collie?"
"My darling dearest, you are about to experience an uplifting and high hat is almost sold on the street, for addics at extremely stupid prices."
"Is it legal?"
"Who cares? It's good."
Jess came over with two steaming mugs full to the rim. Rory's eyes skimmed over his muscled body. They traveled down to his stomach and abs, which were clearly defined through his tight blue shirt. Absently, she wondered what they'd feel like. 'Oh crap, snap out of it Gilmore, you have a boyfriend! Ahh.. damn, please tell me he didn't see her stare.'
"Hi Jess, 'gotta say something,' thought Rory.
"Good-day to the depressed young'un. Why be sad on a day like this, plus it is bag boy's day Saturday and I hear that activities for those who have an IQ under 70 are being held in the park. Surely he would have won a prize for being the most like a basketball!"
Out the corner of her eye, Rory could see her mother looking like she would do something that would mean 25 years to life. Despite this Rory grinned slightly, keeping her gaze on the mug, some how, Jess could always make her do that. He move away to serve other customers and Rory took a sip of the "Collie"; it tasted exactly like coffee.
"Mum this is coffee, why exactly did you say we were drinking Collie?"
"Well this morning, when you so unfairly left me, I was arguing with Luke for a 5 cup of coffee, so in desperation I said that this was my last cup of 'coffee'. Now we all know I could defiantly not survive with just that, so the ingenious in me came up with the idea that is I called coffee 'collie', I could still have a drink that has the effects of coffee, but I wasn't drinking coffee."
"You are serverely strange."
"I know, but I will teach you one day my brilliance. Now serious, what happened between you and dear Dean?"
Rory sighed and put her head on her hands. "Uhh, well it was Dean's day and we were fine and then I started talking about a book Jess gave me and he just went off. It was so stupid, if it was from Lane it'd great, but it was from another guy so I can't talk about it with him. Not that he likes books any way. Dean went on and on, he is a chauvanistic pig! I gotta be damn Donna Reed all the time!"
"Okay, 1, 2, 3 breath. Now calm down, it's not that bad. When did you borrow a book from Jess?"
"Yesterday, after school, he gave it to me," Rory said cautiously.
"Wow, he really comes one quick doesn't he!" Lorelai's voice was getting louder.
"Shh mom, he's only over there," Rory pointed to the corner where Jess was arguing with Kirk. "And I thought you trust me?"
"I do."
"Well it doesn't sound like it. Jeez, what do you reckon I'm gunna do, run of to Las Vegas with him and become a stripping card dealer?" Rory hissed.
"I'm just trying to protect you," Lorelai said desperately.
"Protecting is great, locking me up in cage so I can't hurt my self is different."
Jess came over again and ignored the tension between the two. "Hey Rory, I get off now, do you wanna come up, cuz there is this CD that I wanna show ya?" Rory looked at her mother's face and knew she would most likely regret this, but one look at Jess' face and she couldn't resist.
"Lead the way sir," she got off her stool and followed him up the steps, leaving Lorelai to sit with her 'Collie".
When inside, Jess flicked her the CD. "Oh sweet, can I borrow it, pretty please?" Rory put on the puppy look.
"I guess, but only cuz you have a beautiful face." Rory blushed and Jess smirked at her, taking in every detail of the body. Rory noticed and said, "It is rude to stare." Again, Jess smirked and replied, "What, so you can look at me, but I can't for you, that's not very fair." Rory blushed even more. "Umm, I wanted to ask you, what did you mean when you said that Dean was like a basketball?"
"You didn't get that, damn he's rubbing off on you. What I meant was that his head is full of air."(A/N: Thanx Ash)
Rory laughed, "I should really hit you or something."
Jess moved closer to her, only inched were separating them, and she could feel the heat coming from him. He ducked to her ear and whispered, "He doesn't deserve you." Shivers ran through her, his breath was on her cheek, he brought his lips to hers, staying only for a second, then he stepped away; the blank face dropped then put back up. For that second, she was free, no one to tell her what to do, but just to be. This excited and scared her. Fear because when those chains and restraints were taken away, she would have done anything for him and that would mean giving up the protection of the cage she was imprisoned in. This was a choice that could be never changed or altered.
A yell broke the silence and Dean's voice floated upstairs.